His Broken Doll's Second Chance

ed around him, Alois's body tu

nds twitched, fighting the violent, instinctual

his fingers and clattered against the edge of the crys

ath. His brows pulled toget

rabbed Hayden's wrists, tryin

oice was a flat, freezing c

essure of his fingers t

. She panicked and locked her

pel of his gray suit, leaving a thick, dark r

es were swollen and red, he

er voice shaking so hard her tee

hat excuse sucked all th

d trying to

rrowed into a dangerous, calculating st

lips. He searched her red eyes for t

ppressive gaze. She sho

, her fingers digging into his shoulde

breathing hitched, the steady rhythm

a low, mo

this pathetic just to get your han

d up and grabbed his face, her small han

er voice cracking into a pathet

o

most violently guarded, hi

A deep, bottomless undercurrent of somet

dn't say

one thick arm under the back of her

lois lifted Hayden straight off the g

he instinctively turned her face and pressed h

heard the heavy, rapid thud of his h

t a freezing, warning glare ov

nt, who was standing frozen by the door. "Not a single w

"Yes, Mr. Wyatt." He pulled out his phone an

n with long, heavy strides toward the th

d forward and pul

cent light of the

She squeezed them shut and buried her face de

dy, using his broad shoulders to cast a shadow ove

ght into his pr

t, completely cutting off Barn